Crim-

son

flames

tied

through

my

ears,

roll-

in'

high

and

migh-

ty

traps

Pounced

with

fire

on

flam-

ing

roads

us-

ing

i-

de-

as

as

my

maps

"We'll

meet

on

ed-

ges,

soon,

"

said

I,

proud

'neath

heat-

ed

brow

Ah,

but

I

was

so

much

old-

er

then,

I'm

young-

er

than

that

now

Half-

wracked

pre-

ju-

dice

leaped

forth,

"rip

down

all

hate,"

I

screamed

Lies

that

life

is

black

and

white

spoke

from

my

skull,

I

dreamed

Ro-

man-

tic

facts

of

mus-

ke-

teers

foun-

da-

tioned

deep,

some-

how

Ah,

but

I

was

so

much

old-

er

then,

I'm

young-

er

than

that

now

Girls'

fa-

ces

formed

the

for-

ward

path

from

pho-

ny

jea-

lou-

sy

To

me-

mo-

ri-

zing

po-

li-

tics

of

an-

cient

his-

to-

ry

Flung

down

by

corpse

e-

van-

ge-

lists,

un-

thought

of,

though

some-

how

Ah,

but

I

was

so

much

old-

er

then.

I'm

young-

er

than

that

now

A

self-

or-

dained

pro-

fes-

sor's

tongue

too

se-

ri-

ous

to

fool

Spout-

ed

out

that

li-

ber-

ty

is

just

e-

qua-

li-

ty

in

school

"E-

qua-

li-

ty,"

I

spoke

the

word

as

if

a

wed-

ding

vow

Ah,

but

I

was

so

much

old-

er

then,

I'm

young-

er

than

that

now

In

a

sol-

dier's

stance,

I

aim-

ed

my

hand

at

the

mon-

grel

dogs

who

teach

Fear-

ing

not

that

I'd be-

come

my

e-

ne-

my

in

the

in-

stant

that

I

preach

My

e-

xis-

tence

led

by

con-

fu-

sion

boats,

mu-

ti-

ny

from

stern

to

bow

Ah,

but

I

was

so

much

old-

er

then,

I'm

young-

er

than

that

now

Yes,

my

guard

stood

hard

when

ab-

stract

threats

too

no-

ble

to

neg-

lect

De-

ceived

me

in-

to

think-

ing

I

had

some-

thing

to

pro-

tect

Good

and

bad,

I

de-

fine

these

terms

quite

clear,

and

no

doubt,

some-

how

Ah,

but

I

was

so

much

old-

er

then

I'm

young-

er

than

that

now